Recap - Day two

I woke up late in the morning although my sleep was disrupted by the high winds, apparently 82km per hour in some places. Luckily I was in a sheltered location. I was still worried because I was planning to take down the tent and carry the bag to town, I had had several warnings about living my belongings alone. However I wasn't sure if I could manage to keep the tent from blowing away, and whether I could carry the bag to the city, I was very dehydrated. I had drunk approx. 250ml of water, in the past two days, as well as a number of beers Montreal which doesn't help. I packed up anyway, ate some sardines. After 15 minutes a couple of young men in a pick truck asked if I need a lift, I obliged. 30 seconds later I was downtown at a pay phone. I immediately made contact with Brian Burrows the interim rector of the Cathedral. I learned that he had been the rector in the 1960's, before the old cathedral, which has since been destroyed was built. He invited me to the office where I got to meet Captain Cyrus Blanchet. Brian, kindly put up for the evening and I have stayed there since.

Recap - Day one

I have been here for five days now but I would like to recapture the first few days for readers of this blog.
I left Toronto Thursday 24 June for Montreal at noon. In MOntreal, I met up with Luke Neima and we visited old friends. It was St. Jean Baptiste day and it was a big celebration for everyone. I had to be at the airport at 6:30 am so I did not sleep much. I chatted with a few people in the lounge, and beside me on the plane, coincidentally, was the First Air representative responsible for the free ticket. We arrived at 12:30pm and I put on my jacket. I was not able to contact anyone from the cathedral so I went job hunting for the afternoon. At times this was awkward because of the big knapsack, smaller school bag, and violin. A few people joked that I was carrying my house with me. I picked this up and told other people the same joke. Eventually I walked to Sylvia Grinnel Territorial Park, about 35 minutes away. It was very dusty, especially when trucks drove by. At one point I passed a bunch of huskies chained apart from each other (sometimes you can hear them at night - maybe when they are being fed). At another point I passed an old weather station being converted into a house, according to a news story I read on the plane. When I arrived at the park an official asked if I was the guy asking about fire arms, I said I didn't have a gun. Later, I thought he may have confused my violin case for something else. I was pretty tired but I walked further into the park. The tundra was very soft to walk on, at other times it was very rocky. I had blisters by this point. I found a good spot, a spot which I hoped was the same which the park official had recommended unofficially, and set up camp. As I lay down, the rains descended.

The aim

The aim of this blog is to keep in touch with friends and family, and to report what I see in the community of Iqaluit and the Cathedral. Currently, I am staying with the interim and rector and I am volunteering so I have integral the church is early in my trip.
I am not yet sure how regular my posts will be because my work schedule is not yet set,I am still looking for work you see, and the Library's hours may not coincide with my free time. There is already a line-up for the computers but it seems as if this is a good thing because people tend to read while they wait.
Perhaps a higher importance than finding a job, I am looking for a place to stay.
That's all for now.
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